We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Way to go, Jennifer! And amen, sister, on using a sharp, sharp, SHARP knife. While this is much the way I carve the Bird, I particularly like her variation on slicing the breast while still on the carcass. I'll give it a shot on Thursday.
Not mentioned is the Cracking of the Carcass and plunging it into the crock pot to simmer up a good supply of turkey stock for future soups, etc. With a bit of care, your Thanksgiving turkey can play a supporting role in your Christmas dinner.
nice post, thank you.
I was once married to a girl ( I'm 70 ) who could trace her ancestry to the mayflower, which was a ship off course that landed north of the intended target (colony) and NE was established around boston area ( sometimes called New England)
her family had ties to the DAR and were very proud of it.
Her famiily also had ties to some girl named Keller ( the deaf blind girl who became famous for becoming a nice human via incredible breakthrough to communicate)
New England has a rich history and pride and the holiday is a part of that tradition.
Tuscany does not celebrate thanksgiving cause they are not part of that.
this is a good part of tuscany if anyone cares to look ...
I hope someone in new england realizes the rich history and beauty of our traditions and accomplishes as a culture a few hundred years old.
I don't care about the cafe wha or federal architecture in the village or squid ink, but do hope someone loves where they live and what they have inherited at home.
Only reason I'd cut on a turkey would be to make it fit into the garbage can. Never like it and never will. Wife's going out of town to a grand daughter's shindig this year. I'll say home and eat the leftover beef stew. Call me curmudgeon.
We're doing a 5 lb. chicken this year. There's no way just the two of us can handle a 12 lb. turkey. I'm still thankful, though. We have a roof over our heads, hot and cold running water, indoor plumbing, and a comfortable bed. What more could a person want?